May God bless you and your...
A limb has fallen from the family tree.
I keep hearing a voice that says,
"Grieve not for me."
Remember the best times, the laughter, the songs
The good of my life I lived while I was strong.
Continue my heritage. I'm counting on you.
Keep on smiling and surely,
The sun will shine through.
My mind is at ease, my soul is at rest,
Remembering all…how I was truly blessed.
Continue traditions, no...
Bob's Sister Lil
January 01, 2004 | Chicago, IL